Welcome to My Space

I’d love to fast forward 10 years, I want a peek into a more secure future. People have told me time and time again to enjoy my twenties, but I don’t find much to enjoy. I’m not much of a wild card, although I wish I was. I know this comes as a surprise coming from someone who lovingly refers to herself as Hoodrat Feminist and has required others to do the same. My hood, East Orange, New Jersey, is a place I hate, and have spent years trying to run from, but there’d be no me without the home I knew before I began to settle into what I’ve recognized to be my home now, my body.